Not hearing her response, Meng Ke continued on the phone, "Xiaoxiao, all along it has been Luo Haofeng deceiving you. Maybe he also resents your mother for stealing his father's heart..."
"You're talking nonsense, I won't believe you."
As the words left her mouth, Bai Xiaoxiao could hardly believe it was her own voice.
So sharp, so angry, so flustered, filled with fear and anxiety.
Yet Meng Ke soothed her, saying, "Xiaoxiao, if you don't believe me, you can go back and ask your mother. She is such a kind and forgiving person. If not for Wu Jingfang ruining her back then, why would she insist on opposing you being with Luo Haofeng?"
"If you truly have a bit of filial piety, you wouldn't be with the son of the enemy who destroyed your mother back then."
"Xiaoxiao."
Tian Ruoyi's worried voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the voice on the phone.
Bai Xiaoxiao stood there rigidly.
